The Enemy Brings My Destiny

Birthday

Geck, tok,

Geck, tok,

"Daddy...!. Mommy...!." Shouted Ezar who was standing at the door of his parents' room in the morning.

Nearby, Tania felt faint-headed because the attitude of her young master had made a ruckus this morning. Tania had reminded her master's son not to do so, but, Ezar ya Ezar. Whatever his will, will not be challenged, especially by his own caretaker. Even Akhtar was sometimes overwhelmed with Ezar's attitude.

"Mommy...!. Daddy...!." Ezar again shouted loudly and slapped his tiny hand against the door.

The door began to open from inside. Ezar immediately breezed in with his upset face. And what did he see in his parents' room ?.

Ezar frowned when he saw his parents and Alchira was sitting on the bed and not looking at him at all. He felt neglected by his own family, and it made him very angry.

Ezar stomped his feet and walked irritatedly towards the sofa that was still in his parents' room. He slammed himself then took off the shoes he had neatly worn and threw them originally in all directions. Even one of the shoes there is a glass mirror that hit the decorative table so that it causes a little crack.

Ezar glanced at his family who was still in the previous position. Well. They didn't notice it at all !.

Ezar's resentment grew so much that he came down from the sofa and with both hands smothering haughtily, his feet walked towards the exit. And...

Bughh !!.

Ezar slammed the door with all his might.

Up outside, Ezar's cries instantly broke and his little legs galloped towards his own room.

In the room, Akhtar also directly got a hard pinch on his arm by Azrinna.

"Yes...!. Ai, akhatt..!. Get your hands off...!"

"Latin !. Whose idea is this ?!. " Azrinna's tightening the pinch.

"Darling, it's dong... It hurts so bad, I swear." Akhtar grimaced while trying to release Azrinna's hand.

"You're so mean, mas. Look, Ezar is crying." Azrinna began to release her pinch.

"Yes, yes, sorry. We have agreed on it anyway. "

"Well, but this is outrageous, mas !." Decak Azrinna getting out of bed. "Come, baby, let's see you. " Azrinna said to Alchira and carried the tiny body of Alchira into her trunk and out of Akhtar's room to Ezar's room.

"Daddy equals mommy, naughty !. Ezar hates you guys..!. " Ezar's raving continues to sound deafening. Even the sound of crying reached outside his room.

Azrinna began to open Ezar's room and how surprised he was when he saw the pillows, the blankets and some of Ezar's toys seemed to lie irregularly on the floor.

Ezar was in a great rage at the moment, and all of that was his angry outburst.

" Ezzar..." Call Azrinna as she steps closer to her son.

"No want to !. Ezar hates mommy same Daddy...!' Ezar threw his face away and immediately hid his face in the bed.

Azrinna could only shake her head looking at the attitude of the son.

"Ezzar." Azrinna reached out her hand trying to touch her son's hand but was immediately pushed away by Ezar.

"No...!. Ezar hates mommy...!." Shouted Ezar with a stifled voice as his face was still hidden.

Azrinna let out her breath slowly. Akhtar's mistake. The idea Akhtar gave was indeed very bad. Azrinna looked at the face of her little daughter who was similarly confused. Azrinna had an idea and immediately whispered words into Alchira's ear, and it turned out that her daughter could indeed be invited to cooperate. Well. For the cause of Ezar, he will hand it over to his master.

"Mas. " Alchira started the action. His tiny index finger pricked his brother's cheek and then switched again by scraping Ezar's earlobe then anxiously ruffled Ezar's hair.

"Mas... " Call Alchira again. His body lowered and kissed Ezar's head and turned on his brother's cheek. "Yes..."

"Hmmm !." Ezar murmured still in a hidden face position.

Finally, Ezar began to raise his face and rise to his seat. His face was still full of anger with his mouth pouting like a duck. Ezar looked at his sister's face.

Tekak !.

"Devish ihh !!." Alchira said without guilt or fear for her brother because he lightly patted Ezar's face with the stamp of five fingers.

"Chira. " Call Ezar furiously looking at Alchira's face.

Tekak !.

"Althea...!" Ezar directly pounced on his sister's body and molested her by tickling Alchira's petite body incessantly.

"Haha... Mas... Udah.. hahaha..mas...!."

"Chira is the same naughty, ma'am. So we should give punishment. " Ezar continued to torture his brother.

"Mas... Dingy... Chira... Haha... Forgive me...!" Alchira stammered and wriggled uncharacteristically because her brother did not let go at all.

After getting tired of laughing, the two sat side by side with gasping breaths. The two glanced at each other and when the gazes of the two met, their laughter broke again but soon fell silent again from exhaustion.

The door of the room that was closed when the mother left, now began to tangle back open and raised the figure of his parents who were smiling brightly towards the two.

Ezar's eyes were glued to the cake in his daddy's hand.

Cakes with candles form the number 5, green and decorated with several miniatures of his favorite animals.

"Barakallah fii' umrik, dear..." Said Azrinna and landed a kiss of affection on Ezar's forehead and sat down beside his son.

Akhtar stood before Ezar and offered his cake. "Good birthday, my boy. " Akhtar said and gently rubbed Ezar's head with his free hand.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Ezar...!" Said Alchira and immediately hugged her brother's body tightly.

Ezar's smile immediately expands because of the surprise given by his family. Something very valuable for Ezar even though his parents had made him angry first. But, it also adds to the impression of its privilege.

His family is not like most people out there who will make a massive party to celebrate the birthday. Because the teachings of both parents do apply the principle, if you increase your age, then the reduced ration of your life. So, on each birthday, they will only hold a small surprise and prefer to multiply do'a and be grateful.

"Thank you, everyone... Ezar, love you all..."

"We also love Ezar very much" said Azrinna and the three immediately hugged Ezar's body tightly.

"Daddy, the cake?!" cried Alchira

"Daddy...!!." Shouted Ezar when he saw the cake was slightly damaged by being hit by their bodies.

instead of feeling guilty, Akhtar laughed at the state of the cake that had been damaged. His laughter was contagious to Azrinna and Alchira, and a moment after, the three laughed loosely together.

"It's okay the cake is broken, the important thing is that the prayer remains intact, dear. " As usual. Azrinna's voice is very soft when talking to her two children.

Ezar looked at his mother's face and hugged her tightly. "But Ezar wants to be given a gift with mommy." Whiney Ezar spoiled.

"Okay, Ezar wants a gift from mommy baby?."

Ezar developed his smile and brought his face closer to Azrinna's ears and whispered something there.

At once the look on Azrinna's face looked very surprised after listening to the words of her son.

"Ezar wants the gift, mommy has to go for it." Ezar said casually.

The opposite attitude of Ezar and Azrinna made the two people around him become curious.